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With the breeze blowing on his face, Zhou Xiao lowered his head and murmured, tears falling from the corners of his eyes, "Dear Ah Hua, what I hope is that you are happy, even if you don't have me in your future." An Hua happily opened the love letter written by Zhou Xiao. After reading the beginning: "My wife, A Hua, love is not possession. If you like someone, you don't have to be together. What I want is for you to be happy. I can't selfishly keep you by my side and make you willing to give up everything. If you can, I won't let you do that. You are my favorite." My lover, although we are not married yet, you are already my wife in my heart. I don't want my love to become a shackles that bind you. You should create your own world in a first-tier city instead of living in this small land. I will always love you, my most beloved wife - An Hua." Zhou Xiao "My dear An Hua, God has given me this opportunity to meet, know and fall in love with you. This is the luckiest thing in my life, but I can't drag you down." An Hua: "Ah Xiao, I once really thought that we would have a future. We would live in a stable small town and raise our children together. But everything is not that simple. But I am willing to share hardships with you, face all difficulties, overcome all difficulties, and work together for our future." At the end of the story, a cute boy turned around while running one evening and said with a smile, "Mom, Dad, come after me." "Zai Zai, run slowly, don't fall." The breeze blew by, and the man walking behind the boy held the woman in his arms harder.